Cage

Chapter 117

“Put Melanie on the phone. I need to make sure she’s okay.” Clyde’s voice was emotionless, and Kayla nodded at me, urging me to talk.

“I’m fine. Don’t worry about me.”

I tried to keep my voice steady, but Clyde got frantic. “Melanie, are you okay? Did she hurt you? Where are you…”

“Clyde, are you out of your mind? How can I let her tell you where she is?” Kayla waved a knife in front of me as a warning to keep quiet. Just clear things up on Twitter. I can’t leave the country with a warrant on me. It was not my fault, anyway. Tell people you did it all. Tell them Kayla is the woman you deceived, the woman whose child you made her lose, the most innocent one. Remember?”

“Fine.” Clyde’s response was terse, and I could sense his teeth grinding through the phone.

“Half an hour, I want to see some good comments about me online.” Her voice was gleeful as the call ended.

That half hour was torture.

Kayla got called out, leaving me alone in the room. I had chicken soup, which gave me the strength to look around.

It seemed to be an abandoned quarry, a place I vaguely remembered being closed off due to some accident.

Half an hour later, Kayla returned with my phone. “Look, Clyde did it. Isn’t he amazing?”

Her tone was mocking, filled with bitterness. “Clyde loves you. Look how he’s taken all the blame. He’s such a good husband. He’s been in love with you but just realized how much you mean to him. Disgusting.”

On the phone, Clyde’s statement indeed reversed everything he had previously said. Not only did he claim the child was his, but he also declared his love for Kayla, claiming he had never

loved me.

The netizens believed they were a match made in heaven and forced into a difficult situation. Some condemned him, suggesting I should get the entire Patterson Group.

No matter what, Kayla was satisfied as long as she was innocent. And she had the police

withdraw the warrant.

“Pretty impressive, huh? Mr. Patterson can handle anything. But Melanie, late love is worthless. He’s just a jerk. Now that you’re nearly out of the picture, he decides to play the Loving partner? What’s next, love from beyond the grave?”

I just looked at her, speechless.

She knew everything. Why didn’t she focus on making money from the start?

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Chapter 117

Kayla didn’t care about my silence, venting her resentment nonstop. She called Clyde, asking him to come alone if he wanted me alive. “Clyde, if you want Melanie alive, come alone! But don’t worry. Once I’ve got the money, you can take her. I swear on my dead child.”

Clyde had no choice but to agree.

After hanging up, Kayla tossed my phone into a bucket of water. “Well, let’s just wait for him. When you’re dead, haunt me. I want to see if Clyde feels guilty about everything he did to you. If he does, that’ll be punishment enough for him. Don’t worry. I’ll visit your grave. How about lilies?”